I sat like a cat, perched on a ghat, high above the Ganges
Watching and waiting, always intaking, the spicy atmosphere
TV gone virtual, a Nat. Geo special, India by senses
Taste the air, masala wind in my hair, yummy samosa and lassi
barefeet slap ancient stone, world different from home, a touch and taste of Varanassi
Kites fly high and so do I perched above the Ganges
A floating flower prayer, children's voices on air, when dream becomes reality
I'm in India! I say, and on this day I know I'm truly alive.
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